At Scena Theatre, a hyperbolic ‘Hedda Gabler’

A movie screen periodically usurps part of a Norwegian living room in Scena Theatre’s “Hedda Gabler.” It happens at the rear of the room, behind the fashionably uncomfortable 1930s furniture, where white, gauzy curtains conceal a balcony. Before Act I starts, black-and-white footage of rural and maritime Scandinavia flickers across the curtains, turning them into a de facto screen; at intermission, the word “Intermission” spells itself out in a retro font. There’s a suggestion, in other words, that we’re watching a 1930s “Hedda Gabler” movie — and that’s a prudent hint for director Robert McNamara to drop, because his brisk and watchable, if not revelatory, production contains some acting so hyperbolic it seems movie-palace scale. Read full article > >

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At Scena Theatre, a hyperbolic ‘Hedda Gabler’


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At Scena Theatre, a hyperbolic ‘Hedda Gabler’

A movie screen periodically usurps part of a Norwegian living room in Scena Theatre’s “Hedda Gabler.” It happens at the rear of the room, behind the fashionably uncomfortable 1930s furniture, where white, gauzy curtains conceal a balcony. Before Act I starts, black-and-white footage of rural and maritime Scandinavia flickers across the curtains, turning them into a de facto screen; at intermission, the word “Intermission” spells itself out in a retro font. There’s a suggestion, in other words, that we’re watching a 1930s “Hedda Gabler” movie — and that’s a prudent hint for director Robert McNamara to drop, because his brisk and watchable, if not revelatory, production contains some acting so hyperbolic it seems movie-palace scale. Read full article > >

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At Scena Theatre, a hyperbolic ‘Hedda Gabler’